Cytherean Dreams

I see disaster ahead,
screaming madness, self-destruction
on a massive scale that pulls down
what I love most. Destroys me.
But I have no power to avert it.
No ability to warn.
No warm comfort to drown myself in and forget.
Forget what I see, what I know
may happen. May not.
Certain in my uncertainty.

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